pag-ibig is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this araw draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes bilog moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that pag-ibig would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the ipakita to me had brought:

For oft, when on my sopa I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my puso with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

this is my favourite pag-ibig poem, please read, it's beautiful ...
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Love's Philosophy

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever,
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things sa pamamagitan ng a law divine
In one another's being mingle;--
Why not I with thine?
See! the mountains halik high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister bulaklak would be forgiven,
If it disdained it's brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams halik the sea;--
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou halik not me?


Percy Bysshe Shelley
(1803-1882)

Where are you at this moment
Only in my dreams
You're missing, but you're always
a heartbeat from me

I'm Nawawala now without you
I don't know where you are
I keep watching
I keep hoping
but time keeps us apart
Is there a way I can find you?
Is there a sign I should know?
Is there a road I could follow
to bring you back home?

Winter lies before me
Now you're so far away
In the darkness of my dreaming
The light of you will stay

If I could be close beside you
If I could be where you are
If I could reach out and touch you
And bring you back tahanan

Is there a way I can find you?
Is there a sign I should know?
Is there a road I could follow
to bring you back home?

To me...

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LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9

Slowly I shine like a
dime over time
but if i speak the truth, it will be a crime
and if you are feeling my rhymes than it would vanish like dust and my words would ilipat faster
than the rush and im tired of people
creeping up i feel that i had enough of life and stress.

I speak these words so that i could get this pain off my cheast.


I speak these words so that it could get the pain
off everybody cheast.

This is for the people who have stress everyday.

stress & pain

the ocean. majestic. frightening.
timeless master of the treasures it buries and of the destiny of all the life it protects and massacres in its chaos.
the sand. dust of times.
discreet accomplice of silent births and deaths of billions of shells and skeletons.
the sun and its moon. lascivious in their clouds and their aurora borealis.
the rocks. the indestructible soldiers. the guardian angels.
me. am one of them. joined the band. so much isolating and yet comforting,
the sky may spit it its poison, whip it and tear it all up of its anger,
it’s always there, proud to be strong, faithful and true.
this is where it all began, where it’s being loved, where it hurts and where it will die.

LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9

Hands at the two and nine
Behind a wheel for almost four

Road stretched, not looking back
Behind her eyes

Leaving the trouble
Forgetting the noise

Regretting nothing
In her mind

She still aware of the risk
Having been broken all the time

The wish is still warm
Like the west

Ahead is her world
Waiting to be traced

Not only just summoned
But sugar kissed

Sailing on waves of black
Toward a sign of new

Never madami in cold
Towards sun drenched solace

She hopes
After even frailness

Not wanting to be broken
In Sac Town

Her Will and will waits

TM

ipakita the world and all its people
All the wonders pag-ibig can bring
Give us strength and understanding
Give us all one song to sing!

Let the music play
Play it loud and make it clear
It's time to stand up to a new world
That is now so near

From the bottom to the top
To the leaders of the land
We all have one heart
Everyone of us must lend a hand!

And let there be joy in the world
And let there be no sorrow
And let there be peace on earth
For all the worlds we've got to see

That love, oh love, what a blessed thing
Say it loud, make it clear today!

All the walls are falling down
No madami children off to war
If we paghahanap in our hearts
All the suffering will be no more

And let there be joy in the world
And let there be no sorrow
And let there be peace on earth
For all God's children
Let them see!

jj9/1998

In a world of his
she unloads his gun

She and he waits for this
he releases his love

In blue and green orbs
she gives him madami and more

A million miles away
A million years girl

In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep

She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs

He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning

A million miles away
A million years girl

In her world of his
she unloads his gun

In a world of his
she covers the sun

A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl

My sweetness, how your soul has been hurting.

My angel, how long have you been waiting?

My world, slowly crumbling to nothingness.

My loves, how long until we meet?

This pain in my chest is swelling.

I wish it would give in.

My patience, like a thread.

I wish would snap.

Our hearts, beating, I can't hear.

I wish would deafen me.

All your attempts, I could never feel.

I wish would cave in on me.

All voices.

Never to be tasted.

Never to be invited.

Never to be told.

All there is, is loneliness.

Aching in my bones.

Forever more, trying to grasp a cold wind

And make it warm.

Forget the memories

Good and bad

Put away the hope

That flew away

In your own soaked dust

Freeze in solitude

Break under pressure

Fracture and waste away

Get stomped on under the heaviness

Decorate the millions of pieces

Like you're solid

Hide behind a sunken chest

Wither away in the stillness

When no laughter is heard in your chamber

No warmth is encased

When pag-ibig is no longer protecting

Wash away in the seas of icy tears

Be suffocated when the air is no longer there

Just stop

Just stop beating

TM

She floated about my eye, inside.
Torn and featureless.
Jaded words tangle.
Her worlds have been destroyed, mutilated.
Lifting from me, she sees no shine.
Just a morbid hanging light.

Blood coils around her wrists.
Struggling to emerge.
Calling out, but not even an echo.
Her mirror is my mind.
Seeing the outside.
She decides to stay a prisoner.
In My cell.

Her malice never seen.
But the darkness have witnessed the fangs.
Wanting to say she is careful and sane.
The beast is right under her skin.
Laughter is distant.
Now, it is forever tarnished.
You see and I see the neglect.
My untamed beauty.

i listen to the puso beat hit my roof
the clear beads of blood slides down onto leaves of the tree
on the the blades of innocent damo that's being pelted in the down poor

and as it beads up
it looks as if the leaves have a paper cut
like that on a kindergartners finger just learning how to shape the paper
and as it slips off and falls
it looks like the tears on that very child's face as they look for someone to make it better

and as i lay there listening to that puso of rain
i think what if every one in this world could be able to liyebre this delightful sound
feel the healing drops that comes from the heavens
then.. i wonder would this world be better
would people stop going hungry and thirsty
would evil one's change for the better
im not sure but if everyone would wonder about this
then couldn't we be like that sweet rain
with are hearts beating against a roof of a wondering mind as one body and soul
then could we answer those tanong